I broke my left hand this time.
At the hospital, I asked for the nurse to have a look at my records to see when it was that I had broke my right hand before - June 2005.
I spent some time wallowing in self-disappointment over the repeat circumstance - losing to the flames and smashing a limb into a hard object - but I'm busy looking for my lesson now. For a while, it felt as if I'd made no progress with my self-improvement process... but now I know its not true. I have!
Kim made my breakfast smoothie today, the sweetie :)
